Endless Winter: My Camp Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 140: Attempt to break through, dispute [three in one]

"hiss………………"

"What a huge snow mane, how come it is so big?"

"This is a mid-level cold beast!"

"Intermediate-level cold beast, really hunted down an intermediate-level cold beast..."

"Why is the leader so bloody?"

"They are injured, Zou Yuankai and Zhu Shun are also unconscious."

………………

At the Daxia base, as soon as Xia Hong led his men back to the valley, they immediately caused exclamations from those who remained outside the valley.

As soon as they shouted, everyone in the wooden house rushed out.

Everyone surrounded the huge corpse of Snowmane, their eyes filled with shock and emotion.

Both of Snowmane's eyes had been shot blind. He was clearly motionless and in a state of complete death, but everyone still couldn't help but feel a little scared.

The two or three meter long fangs stained with blood;

A body covered with cuts and holes;
And the snow-maned head with holes all over it;
All of them showed what a thrilling battle the hunting team had just experienced.

Most people know that the hunting team is going to look for intermediate-level cold beasts tonight.

When they went out, many people in the camp were still worried.

But think about it, we are just looking for it, not hunting it, so there shouldn't be any big problem.

Who would have thought that they would actually try to hunt down a mid-level cold beast...

And, it succeeded!
Everyone's gaze shifted from Xue Zong to the hunting team, and finally all looked at Xia Hong, the leader, with eyes full of admiration and respect.

Even, there is a hint of fanaticism.

Of course, some people also noticed Zhu Shun and Zou Yuankai who were seriously injured and unconscious, as well as the leader Xia Hong whose face was scalded beyond recognition by the beast's blood and looked somewhat horrifying.

"Don't gather here. Carry Zhu Shun and Zou Yuankai in and treat their wounds first. Xia Chuan and his men will carry the prey up to deal with it. The rest of the hunting team who are injured should go back and recuperate. Mu Dong, quickly make a wooden barrel with a diameter of two meters and send it to my room."

As soon as Xia Hong finished speaking, he rushed upstairs with the bag of blood.

The rest of the people were still confused, only Xia Chuan and the hunting team looked up at him with a look of worry on their faces.

It was dimly lit in Redwood Ridge, and they were in a hurry to get on their way, so they didn't pay attention. Only after leaving Redwood Ridge did they see clearly that Xia Hong's exposed skin was burned by the blood of the cold beast.

"Will the leader be okay?"

Luo Yuan couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Xia Chuan thought for a moment and shook his head, "It shouldn't be. If something really happened, it's impossible for him to hold on for that long. Let's go bleed quickly. Big Brother should try to break through to the Cold Resistance Level soon!"

The worry on Luo Yuan's face disappeared immediately, replaced by a hint of excitement.

Leader, we are about to break through to the cold-resistant level!
………………

"hiss…………"

On the third floor, Xia Hong returned to his room.

As soon as he sat on the chair, he reached out and touched his facial skin.

With just a slight touch, a sharp pain suddenly spread to my mind.

"All the skin has been burned off. It's really unrecognizable!"

Xia Hong walked to the small wooden barrel in the room, looked at his face in the water, and his pupils suddenly showed a hint of horror.

There were large areas of burns on his face. There was not a single piece of healthy skin, only flesh. His facial features were exposed. If it weren't stained red with blood, he would have looked several times more creepy.

"Although it hurts, I can clearly feel that my skin membrane is recovering, and the speed is getting faster and faster. However, this burning sensation has not subsided at all, and it is getting worse..."

Xia Hong looked down at his skin and saw a few tiny white spots appearing. Although the speed was very slow, the white spots were obviously spreading.

Moreover, as the white spots spread, he could clearly feel that his basic strength was also constantly increasing.

Xia Hong clenched his fists, feeling his strength increase, a hint of excitement gradually flashed through his painful expression.

"Sure enough, the strength can continue to improve. Luo Ming once said that the standard of the Cold Resistance level is to be able to be completely exposed to the sun, which should refer to the four hours during the day. In other words, the breakthrough of the Cold Resistance level is not achieved overnight, but requires the use of intermediate cold beast blood to continuously reshape the membrane until it is perfected.

The standard of perfection is to stay for the full four hours during the day!"

This was not just Xia Hong's random guess. This guess had already popped up in his mind when he saw Yuwen Tao at Hongmuling just now.

At this moment, feeling that the remodeling process of his own membrane was still completely in the initial stage, he became more certain of his guess.

Yuwen Tao's basic strength should be higher than his own, but he still hunts at night and has not broken through to the cold-resistant level. This is enough to explain the problem.

"This bag of blood weighs about thirty kilograms. Adding that snow mane, there should be nearly a hundred kilograms of cold beast blood. I wonder how much of my membrane can be reshaped!"

The pain was clearly gradually disappearing, but Xia Hong showed no joy on his face, and even felt empty in his heart.

Because along with the pain subsiding, there is also a sense of increased strength.

No one can resist that kind of refreshing feeling as long as they have practiced it.

"Chief, the blood has been placed and the barrel is ready."

"come in!"

Xia Chuan and Mu Dong came in carrying a large wooden barrel.

The wooden barrel was two meters in diameter and more than one meter high. It was already filled with more than half of the bright red blood, which was obviously from the snow-mane that had just been brought back.

The two men were afraid that the blood in the barrel would splash out, so they moved very slowly and gently, slowly carrying it to the main hall of the room, and then carefully put it down.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Xia Chuan put down the barrel and turned to look at Xia Hong. Seeing that his face looked normal, he felt relieved, but he still couldn't help but worry.

"It's okay, all of you go and do your own things. These few days, unless there is something absolutely necessary, don't come and disturb me."

"Yes, leader!"

Xia Chuan nodded in agreement and retreated with Mu Dong.

After the two men left, Xia Hong also walked to the wooden barrel with a leather bag, opened the bag, and poured all the more than 30 kilograms of magic sheep blood inside into the barrel.

Xia Hong put his hand into the barrel and immediately felt a burning sensation, but at the same time, the numbness and sourness caused by the remodeling of the membrane also emerged.

During this tingling, sour and refreshing process, the improvement in muscle strength is extremely obvious, even more powerful than the original improvement after taking the cold beast meat and then evaporating.

Xia Hong's slightly painful face even showed a look of intoxication.

"This is probably what it means to be in pain and pleasure. I'll try to see to what extent my skin membrane can be reshaped with a weight of about 100 pounds!"

After saying this in his heart, Xia Hong couldn't bear it any longer and took off all his clothes and jumped into the wooden barrel.

“Uh…ah…”

The moment he jumped into the wooden barrel and his body was soaked in blood, an intense pain surged into his mind. Xia Hong felt as if his skin was being cut open by a knife, and veins suddenly bulged.

From growls to screams, and finally to twitching roars.

His roar filled with pain suddenly resounded throughout the cabin.

Xia Chuan, who had just come down from the second floor and had not been there for long, and other members of the hunting team, all looked shocked when they heard the sound and rushed up immediately.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Chief, are you okay? We're coming in!"

Xia Chuan only shouted once and was about to bang on the door.

However, Xia Hong's intermittent growl could be heard from inside.

“No…no need…no need…uh…ah…don’t come in, I…am…fine…ah…”

The large group of people gathered outside the door looked at each other in bewilderment.

"No...don't worry, I'm...fine, just go and do your own things..."

Although Xia Hong's voice was much calmer than before, Xia Chuan and others outside the door could still hear the pain and depression in his voice.

Everyone showed worry on their faces, but they didn't dare to rush in, so they could only shift their attention to Xia Chuan who was in the front.

"If the leader says it's okay, then it's okay. Go back and do your own things. I'll stay here alone. I'll notify you if there's any situation."

Xia Chuan dismissed everyone and stayed outside the door.

Although everyone was worried, they couldn't do anything to help and could only leave.

“Uh…ah…hiss…”

Xia Chuan, who stayed outside the door, heard Xia Hong's painful roar inside. Although he understood that he was using the blood of cold beasts to try to break through the cold-resistant level, he still couldn't help but worry.

"With no precedent to follow, and no information on the correct way to use the intermediate-level cold beast blood, it would be too risky for Big Brother to rashly attempt a breakthrough. If it weren't for that damn Mirror Fairy Camp..."

Xia Chuan clenched his fists, hatred gradually appearing in his eyes.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the Mirror Fairy Camp, which made Xia Hong anxious to break through the Cold Resistance Level, he would not have taken such a risk.

If he had enough time, he could go to the Hive Camp, find out how to break through first, and then try to break through.

Thinking of this, Xia Chuan naturally had no good impression of the Mirror Fairy Camp.

But no matter how much he hated her, he had no choice but to wait for Xia Hong to finish.

“Hiss…ah…”

Although Xia Hong's voice seemed to weaken and the frequency decreased over time, the suppressed roar of pain never stopped.

From dusk to dawn, and then to night.

Until January 26th of the first year of Daxia.

The screaming, which lasted for two days, finally stopped.

When the voice stopped, Xia Chuan was still a little worried.

But when he put his ear to the door and heard Xia Hong's rhythmic breathing inside, he immediately relaxed.

He even felt that Xia Hong's breathing was longer and steady than before, and there was even some anticipation on his face.

It’s a pity that Xia Hong didn’t come out immediately.

Xia Chuan could only continue to guard the door.

………………

To the north of the bamboo forest, there is an endless plain.

But on the eastern side of the plain, there is an oval basin that is sunken inward.

The basin is about five or six miles in circumference, with a height difference from the ground of more than ten meters at its deepest point. It is surrounded by a circle of densely transplanted arrow bamboos, making the entire basin airtight.

On the front and back sides of the basin, there is a road that leads directly to the ground. It is only two meters wide and is surrounded by arrow bamboo on both sides. It is only wide enough for two or three people to walk side by side at the same time.

Obviously, there are human settlements in this basin.

This is indeed the case. In the basin, there are dozens of houses built with bamboo and logs. The houses are divided into two sides, four rows on each side, and five houses in each row. Roads have been built around every five houses, and the order is in good order.

There were quite a few people coming in and out of the wooden house, talking and laughing.

In the middle of these wooden houses stands a giant bamboo building about 20 meters high. Unlike the green bamboo used in other wooden houses, the bamboo used in this building is snow-white.

The snow-white bamboo sounds a bit eerie.

Judging from the structure of the outside of this bamboo building, this is indeed the case.

These bamboos are about one or two meters in diameter. Not only are they snow-white in color, but their surfaces are also densely covered with a layer of fine thorns more than ten centimeters in diameter. They are not so obvious because the snow covering them is too thick.

The bamboo building is about ten meters wide and is divided into three floors. In the center is a giant iron pillar with a diameter of more than three meters, which extends from the bottom to the top of the building.

There is a hole at the bottom of the iron pillar, and the coal inside is burning vigorously, providing a constant supply of heat to the interior of the entire bamboo building through the iron pillar.

The bamboo house is also very well sealed, and the heat does not leak out at all. Although there is thick white snow covering the outside, the inside is as warm as spring and not cold at all.

The third-floor hall of the bamboo building was now packed with hundreds of people.

Yuwen Tao and his group, who had just returned from Hongmuling, told the whole story of what had just happened. Several people nearby immediately stood up in indignation.

"Second leader, Xia Hong is so arrogant, are we going to put up with it?"

"How dare a mere Digging Realm cultivator be so disrespectful to my Mirror Fairy Camp? This is intolerable. Their base should be on the east side of Redwood Ridge. What are we waiting for?"

"Master Tao also said that Xia Hong has already had the intention to kill someone. If we still tolerate this, it would be a coward!"

"That Da Xia is at most a large camp. In my opinion, there is no need to say so much. We can just go and kill Xia Hong and take the rest of their population."

"The big leader said that we should continue to expand the camp and increase the population. We just passed through the bamboo forest and ran into the Daxia camp. It means that God is blessing us. Second leader, this opportunity is not to be missed, it will never come again!"

………………

"Okay, shut up first. Your tempers have been getting worse and worse lately!"

Directly above the hall, there are two large snow-white bamboo chairs.

The one in the middle is empty at the moment, while the one slightly to the lower left is occupied by a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had thick eyebrows and a broad face, a calm expression, and was also dressed in black. He even had a giant broadsword by his side. He looked 70% similar to Yuwen Tao.

From his appearance and his behavior of yelling at everyone to shut up, it can be seen that he is obviously Yuwen Tao's father, the second leader of the Jingxian Camp as everyone talks about, Yuwen Hu.

Yuwen Hu glanced at the excited crowd below, and looked at He Meng, who was in the lead. He frowned slightly, then looked at his son Yuwen Tao, pondered for a moment, and asked in a low voice:
"Are you sure that Xia Hong's strength is not even as good as yours?"

After thinking for a moment, Yuwen Tao nodded and said, "Although I was injured at the time, my perception may not be accurate, but his Qi and muscle movements are indeed not as good as mine in his prime. At most, he just exceeded the limit of 30,000 jin.

I offered him half of the Frost Beast's blood, and he immediately accepted it. This behavior is enough to prove that he is still in the stage of reshaping his skin membrane, and his progress is probably not as good as mine!"

Yuwen Hu shook his head, looking puzzled, "He is at the limit of the Digging Realm and has just rebuilt his membrane. With such a small strength, he dared to ask you to bring back a message saying that he wants to keep out of the way of our Jingxian Camp?"

Yuwen Tao was puzzled when he heard this, and said speculatively:

"Maybe he doesn't know the strength of our Mirror Fairy Camp?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the furious He Meng, and continued, "Didn't He Meng say last time that there were hundreds of woodcutters in the Great Xia camp, and everyone was equipped with a bow and arrow? Maybe their Great Xia camp has enough iron tools, and there are quite a few people in the Digging Realm and Woodcutting Realm."

…………

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Hu immediately shook his head.

There are many lumberjacks and diggers, how can they compare with the Mirror Fairy Camp?
He Meng on the other side couldn't help but sneer and said:
"Master Tao, you are too proud of others. With such limited strength, how can Da Xia compare with me, Jingxian? Not to mention hundreds of woodcutters, even if he has hundreds of digging masters, he will be nothing but a pile of clay and bricks in front of my Jingxian camp."

"In my opinion, he is just a fool with a little ambition but no knowledge. Didn't Lu Shang say that there was only one medium-sized camp of Rogue on the east side of Hongmu Ridge, and Daxia was just a small camp at first.

It was probably the previous incident with the wooden puppet. Xia Hong made a contribution and took advantage of the heavy losses suffered by the Rogue Camp to annex it. This allowed Da Xia to gain control of the east side of Redwood Ridge in one fell swoop.

Once Xia Hong gained power, he was inevitably arrogant and it was normal for him to not know himself well! "

The person who spoke next to He Meng was called He Gang, who was also one of the fifteen people who went through the bamboo forest with him last time.

As soon as he said this, many people nodded immediately.

This guess seems to be the most reasonable.

Even Yuwen Hu couldn't help but approve of it.

Only Yuwen Tao shook his head after listening, looked at his father and said:

"Father, that Xia Hong is very thoughtful and cautious, and he is not arrogant at all. He is definitely not the kind of person that He Gang described!"

He Gang's face showed a trace of anger when he heard this. He was about to open his mouth to refute, but Yuwen Tao added another sentence at the end:
"Moreover, in my opinion, Chief Xia Hong is definitely not an arrogant person. He even deliberately explained to me that the matter of the rat swarm was a misunderstanding, so what Captain He said last time must have been biased!"

This time, He Meng couldn't sit still anymore.

"Master Tao, Xia Hong almost killed you tonight. I was speaking for you, but you defended Xia Hong so much. Is there any benefit from taking over the Great Xia Camp?"

He Gang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he followed closely behind him, sneering:

"I was wondering, why did Master Tao secretly go out hunting with his men in the middle of the night without even saying hello to the leader? Is he hiding something?"

…………

After hearing what He Gang and He Meng said, Yu Wentao, who had been calm, immediately changed his expression. He turned his head to look at the two of them, suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice:

"I went out hunting because I didn't want to take up more of the camp's share of cold beast blood, or you would be sarcastic and say that I can only rely on my father for everything.
If you ask the people who went hunting with me, you will know whether I received any benefits from the Daxia camp or not. There are some of your people among them.

Oh, by the way, you are framing me, so it is impossible for you to ask!"

Yuwen Tao said the last sentence with a hint of sarcasm, walked to the side of the He Meng brothers, and regardless of the injury on his shoulder, he raised his broadsword, pointed directly at the two of them, and spoke angrily:
"Also, I warn you, from now on, no matter who calls my name, if they dare to call me Master Tao again, even if the big boss is present, I will definitely drag him to the ring to fight to the death!"

"Young Master Tao" is not an elegant name. It is a nickname that He Meng deliberately gave to Yuwen Tao, satirizing that he can only rely on his father Yuwen Hu for everything.

At first, this nickname was only called in private. Although Yuwen Tao didn't like it, he had no choice. But tonight, He Meng and others actually called it out in public. How could he tolerate it?

Yuwen Tao's voice was loud, and the anger contained in it was even stronger. If anyone dared to call that nickname again, he would really follow the camp rules and drag you to the ring to fight life and death. No one present doubted this.

It was just a normal meeting, but the situation became so tense that even if He Meng was not frightened by Yuwen Tao's anger, he couldn't say anything.

But instead of shutting up, he took on Yuwen Tao's anger fiercely and said, "Do you think I'm scared if you get on the stage? Yuwen Tao, who are you trying to scare? How about we get on the stage now?"

Although he said he was not afraid, He Meng still did not dare to say the three words "Young Master Tao" again. However, his confrontational attitude made Yuwen Tao subconsciously stand up.

Just as he was about to agree to He Meng's proposal to go up to the stage, Yuwen Tao turned his head and saw his father above him gently shaking his head at him. He immediately calmed down, pondered for a moment, and finally did not speak, but took a step back.

"Ah…………"

In the eyes of He Meng and others, Yuwen Tao's attitude seemed to be a sign of weakness, so he sneered smugly.

"Okay, stop talking!"

Yuwen Hu, who was standing above, spoke to stop the quarrel and continued:

“No matter what kind of trump cards the Great Xia Camp and Xia Hong have, it is impossible for them to occupy Hongmu Ridge for no reason.

Now that we have established a relationship, let’s speak with strength.

No matter what relationship Rogge has with Daxia, or what agreement they have made, the territory of Lu Shang Camp belongs to my Jingxian Camp without a doubt.

All hunting activities are proceeding as normal, and Redwood Ridge is still accessible.

If you meet Xia Hong again, tell him what he said, and tell him that if he really wants to occupy Hongmu Ridge, he should speak with strength!"

Hearing these words, a smile suddenly appeared on He Meng's face.

It was in his opinion to speak with strength.

Thinking of something, He Meng showed a hint of cruelty on his face and stepped forward to ask:
"Second Chief, Da Xia has a large population. The Big Chief has said before that he wants to quickly expand the population. Why don't we just kill Xia Hong and take all the people in the Da Xia camp into our Jingxian camp?"

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Hu did not answer, but turned his head to look behind the bamboo building, and a hint of hesitation flashed across his face.

"There's no need to kill people directly. Let's persuade Xia Hong first and let him take the initiative to bring his people to join our Jingxian camp. This would be the best way..."

He Meng interrupted Yuwen Hu before he finished speaking and continued to ask:
"What if persuasion doesn't work?"

Yuwen Hu looked at He Meng and frowned. He certainly knew what answer He Meng wanted to hear, but this was inconsistent with his ideas, so he did not answer.

Seeing that Yuwen Hu did not answer for a long time, He Meng became more and more impatient and was about to speak.

At this time, a voice as gentle as jade came from behind the bamboo building.

"Tao'er did a great job tonight. He led the team to hunt two medium-sized cold beasts. Even though he was seriously injured, he was able to deal with others and successfully brought back the two preys. He is brave and resourceful. Second brother, you have given birth to a good son!"

After hearing this voice, everyone in the hall knelt down respectfully.

"Thank you for the compliment, Chief!"

Facing the praises from behind the bamboo building, Yuwen Tao hurriedly lowered his head to respond, his face calm and without the slightest change in expression.

On the other hand, He Meng, who was standing aside, clenched his fists, his face full of jealousy.

Yuwen Hu, who was sitting at the top, also stood up at this moment and lowered his head slightly towards the direction where the voice came from.

"You are too kind, Chief!"

The voice behind the bamboo building was silent for a moment, then spoke again.

"Starting today, the camp will add another mid-level hunting team, led by Yuwen Tao, responsible for hunting mid-level cold beasts."

When everyone in the hall heard this, they immediately burst into heated discussions.

The hunting teams at Jingxian Camp are divided into three levels: high, medium, and low.

As the name suggests, the level of the hunting team will deal with the corresponding level of cold beasts.

Not to mention the low-level ones, there are quite a few low-level hunting teams in Jingxian Camp.

There is currently only one senior one, and there are twelve members, led by the leader and the second leader, two masters of the cold-resistance level. The other ten people are the ten strongest masters of the digging level in the Jingxian camp.

There were only two intermediate-level people before, and those who could enter were also a group of stronger digging masters in the camp.

He Meng is the captain of one of the hunting teams.

And now, a new force is to be established, and it will be led by Yuwen Tao himself.

Although he seems to be just a mid-level hunting team captain, the increased voice, the leader's attention, and even the improvement in treatment, these three things can be said to be the things that all the diggers in the camp dream of.

With just one word from the leader, Yuwen Tao, everything is gone!

Everyone turned to look at Yuwen Tao, and couldn't help but reveal envy in their eyes.

He Meng, who was already full of jealousy, looked even more distorted at this moment.

And Yuwen Tao obviously did not expect that the leader He Yuanhun would think so highly of him, and his expression was a little surprised.

"Whether it's killing or persuading, I don't care what method you use to get all the members of the Daxia camp into my Jingxian camp. Thank you for your concern on this matter, second brother!"

He Yuanhun spoke the last few words without waiting for Yuwen Hu's response. There was an obvious sense of silence behind the bamboo building.

"Yes, leader!"

Yuwen Hu responded with a bow, and everyone also saluted respectfully. After a long time, realizing that the leader was no longer paying attention to this part of the hall, everyone slowly raised their heads.

"Okay, you two, do you understand what the leader means?"

Hearing Yuwen Hu's question, He Meng and Yuwen Tao nodded at the same time.

The two men turned their heads to look at each other, with a strong smell of gunpowder in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)